Slash, Thud
A huge lizard's head thudded to the ground. Karsha looked at it and smiled. It was the head of a Tier 7 Terror Mutant Earthen Lizard, one of the many he had slain in the past few hours.
For the past ten hours, Karsha had been grinding away on the mountain, killing thousands of monsters. He had fought nonstop, dispatching the mutants as if they were mere insects.
In truth, Karsha could have easily taken down the Overlords if he had started the battles with the strength he gained from absorbing the Soul Ring. Even though he hadn't caught up to the Overlords in stats and attack power, he was still far more lethal than they were.
Without using a single technique, he had killed a Tier 7 Terror Mutant with just his sword. To him, the monsters were like bugs. He hadn't unleashed his golden aura or sword qi, yet he had dominated the Terror Mutants effortlessly as if they were nothing more than pests.
